The love of a kill:The sequel:Heading to UK

Chapter IV

Tresa sat on his bed as he changed his outside shoes to the indoor shoes the hotel provided(I'm not sure if they actually provide them, I just figured it would be classy.) There was a sudden knock at the door, Tresa stood and walked over to the door, he opened it to see Ched standing there.

"Ched, what's up?" He asked

"Stanley, Purl, and I are gonna have some drinks at the bar. Care to join?" She smiled, Tresa smiled back.

"Sure, why not?" He walked out of his hotel room and walked back to the lounge areas with Ched.
Stanley and Purl were seated at the bar, Stanley with vodka, and Purl with a Mojito.

"Heyyy, now the whole gangs in the same room without a stiff tension." Purl slurred, Stanley chuckled a bit. "She's had three Mojitos." He said, Tresa laughed a bit and sat down, Ched sat next to him. Tresa ordered rum and coke while Ched ordered a Margarita.

"So..." Stanley moved his cup in a circular motion, watching the ice move.

"So, how's your guys' life's going?" Tresa asked, taking a sip of his drink afterward.

"I've got a nice life, dream job, husband- oh wait, nope. He's a dead cheating bastard." Ched laughed a bit as she took a sip of her Margarita, the three looked at her confused.
"I killed him, poisoned him before I left the house to get on the plane trip here." She took another long sip of her Margarita, the three nodded their head and took a sip of their drinks.
"I left my flower shop to come here and have to deal with being framed for murder, oh my god I'm such a sad excuse for a human..." Stanley wept as he laid his head on the counter, Tresa chuckled a bit. "And you Purl?"

"I've got the job I've always wanted but then I get the writer's block and ye know, sadness." Purl whined as she chugged down her fourth Mojito.
"What about you Tresa? How's your life?" Ched asked as she called for another Margarita.

"My life is nice, I'm single but I've got a good job..." Tresa chugged down his drink. "I work as a hitman, best job ever" he laughed a bit. Ched smiled and lifted her Margarita "To being friends!" They all raised their glass, "To being friends!" they all laughed. They drank through the night and ended up mostly drunk, they said their goodnight and split ways to their hotel rooms.

Tresa wobbled into his room and slammed the door behind him, he wobbled to the bed and laid down. It was quiet, he stayed laying flat on his stomach due to exhaustion. He laid there for hours, only got up when he heard footsteps outside of his room. He looked at his phone and saw that the time was one in the morning who could be up at this hour? he thought to himself as he got up and wobbled over to the door, he opened it to see Ched sneaking down the hall.

"Ched?" Tresa rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as Ched froze in her place, she turned and smiled nervously. "Tresaaa..........I'm just going out to get some fresh air." She said nervously, Tresa yawned and grabbed his jacket and shoes.

"I'll come with you." He said

"You don't have to-"

"I want to." Tresa walked ahead of Ched, she just stared as he walked. "You coming?"

"Oh uh, yea!" She quickly ran after him, the two stepped out into the cold night, it was already winter time which made it much colder.

They began walking, talking about how everything is going and how everything changed.
"So you're a hitman? How's that going for you?" Ched asked, Tresa put his hands in his pocket and shrugged. "It's not that different from our high school days, though this time I get paid for the killing."

"That's so cool! Maybe I should try being a hitman...hit....women?"

"Eh? I could try introducing you into the business but it takes a lot of responsibility, and you'll have a lot of people after you." He said, Ched smiled brightly. "So? Not like we didn't have to take a lot of responsibility back then, and I have no life to really get back to."

"Oh yea, how do you know that your husbands dead? He could have just not drank the protein shake out of instinct." Tresa asked, "there this thing- Tresa." Ched stopped. Tresa turned to Ched with a confused look on his face, "What?" Ched motioned her head to where she was looking, Tresa turned her head to see guy all up on a women who seemed to be trying to push him away. Tresa and Ched looked at each other and nodded, the two walked over casually, the two people in the alleyway didn't notice them till Tresa whistled a small tune.
"Well hello there sir, hope you are having a good night. I see that you seem to be harassing this women without...consent?" Tresa smiled, the guy clenched his teeth together and balled up his fist.

"Mind your business....you queer." He snapped, Tresa chuckled. "Oh dear, I'm so pained. What will I do with my life now?" He said sarcastically, Ched laughed a bit which got the guy mad. So of course, the dude swung a punch at Ched but she quickly caught his wrist and easily flipped him over, you could hear a crack, followed by a pained scream.

"Jesus, will you shut up!" Tresa grabbed a pole he found on the floor and rammed the guy in the face with it(btw, Tresa is wearing gloves because that's something that would go with his hitman kind-of outfit), Ched grabbed her pocket knife from her jeans and kneeled down next to the guy.

"Putting your hands on a lady without her consent, and trying to punch me? Do you have a death wish or something!?" She smiled widely as she put the blade to his wrist. "I should just cut these hands off since you won't need them." She began digging the blade into his wrist, he screamed out in pain. Tresa groaned in annoyance "shut up!" He rammed the pole into the guys mouth, which of course shut him up.
After cutting both of the hands off, Ched stood up and smiled at Tresa. "That felt great." She sighed happily, Tresa agreed with her but then realized that they forgot about the lady. Tresa looked over at her and smiled a reassuring smile as she trembled in fear, he walked over to her and spoke.

"Take this and never speak of anything that happened tonight, no matter what." He handed her a bunch of money, "now, good night ma'am." He nodded at her and walked off, Ched quickly caught up to him.

"Where'd you get all that money from?" She asked, he grinned and took off his gloves.

"I pick pocketed the guy when he tried punching you."